Misguided

Do you remember that smile,
My any reason smirk that let you know everything was ok.
 I’m tuned in as I always was, only this time
My reception is stronger.
I’m everything I once was against,
I’m lost in the rush.
I was set free,
Carried away I soon became.
I see my friend with more faces than a dice.
A gamble she is.
I’ve grown tired,
Can you imagine being young and worn out?
You never truly know who’s watching,
Paranoia looks out for me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Makama Avatar
May 30, 2016 at 11:31 AM
Great write, beautiful lines. A well deserved 7
Hagy Avatar
May 8, 2016 at 7:16 PM
Clever write!
Allison Avatar
February 24, 2016 at 3:11 PM
Love the metaphore about the dice - I had a boss she was known as the dodecahedron which is 12 faces lol :-) hugs Jan xx
Boddie Avatar
February 11, 2016 at 12:05 PM
make no mistake, so many people are fake and they only want to make trouble so as to take every piece of cake from the moment you awake but really, they are frail as flake so I will never swim their lake just for eric's sake because I hate drama and that is why I 'bake'....lol....very profound royal t....I see the apple doesn't fall far from the tree....;)
Gasun Avatar
February 8, 2016 at 5:45 AM
Hello, sweet Royal! I'm so glad to read one of your art works this evening! You've expressed well your thoughts and feeling very creatively through this stunning piece. You're an amazing young lady and poet like your mom! I'm so glad to see you. Keep writing! God bless! love you, Leonora
Dietrich Avatar
February 7, 2016 at 5:32 PM
I agree with Justin. The dice metaphor was awesome. It's great seeing a post from you again.
Bordner Avatar
May 6, 2014 at 3:48 PM
Paranoia can protect our insecurites, but when we cease mistrusting ourselves the our youth emerges on any which face we choose to show ourselves, or others. Hey Royal, lets just decide to be exhibitionists, and then we will whip the watchers with willful wonder and delight. J.A.B.
Bordner Avatar
May 6, 2014 at 3:50 PM
Hey, " More faces than dice..." awesome metaphor!
Torres Avatar
April 17, 2014 at 1:05 PM
Hi Royal.. nice to see you posting an inspiration write... Your words are so lovely... and you are one amazing young lady, like your mom...!!! :O)) Just be FOCUSed... stay positive... And keep penning.. the world is waiting to witness your talent! ..^__^
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